Hustler Novels & Stories

I was told he specializes in the use of knives and daggers and was more deadly than a raging bull. He had no tattoos on his body and he always had a mean look on his hardened face. Real name, Jack Lansing.Storm, the big brains, the hacker. Real name,Michael Angelo. Not all that tall,5ft 9,with thick black short hair,styled in a Mohawk.

I'd been a deer caught in head lites when he turn around and caught me staring. I actually fucking blushed, me, can you believe it. Well long story short we exchanged numbers and have called and text every day since then, it turns out he's part of the Huston team for the Yakuza. Thankfully not an enemy but an allie. "Your the only person I know who has that take ass hair and wears black lipstick like she sucked off a muffler" I cackle and his audacity. "Fuck you Sean" "Honey you wouldn't know what to do with me" he says swaying his hips.

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

Gripping the handle of the Glock, he pushed open the teal door. The man standing in the middle of the apartment made Chance think of a bad porn from the seventies. Mid-thirties with greasy hair and what could only be described as a porn mustache. He had a beer gut covered by a stained grey Steelers shirt. His ripped jeans were also stained, and the shoes were worn bare. Steelers. Of all the teams, why the Steelers? In Chance’s opinion, it just made him a little worse. Before the man looked up, Chance knew who it was. John Erik Custard. Owner of Tuscan Place. Rumored pimp. All around sleezeball.

“You heard Master Sean, right? I doubt he’ll allow you to leave. Do you not know him?” “I do. He's a demon! A sadist! I think he’s got loose screws or maybe he’s just the personification of violence!” “You think he’s a demon? Be thankful you’re still alive. The person you’re calling a demon today can make your life a real hell. He’s the well-known multi-billionaire bachelor who owns the Herald Monopolies of Businesses… HMB. Like Elite Residential HMB, Asian International Airlines HMB, etcetera.”

Chapter 19 stm /*R18*/ “How's the business going?” Hugo entered the VIP lounge of his club, flanked by his body guards who took their place at the door. He waved in the air to bring his regular order and turned to Luca who was nursing a glass of scotch and two girls working on him. “It's jammed today. The strippers are in full swings. People are falling like flies. Mochi is out in the cage and men are getting wild”. Luca said with a smirk and Hugo smirked too. He knew Mochi would mooch off the men of their money.

Meghan’s POV Sitting in the cellar sipping my Ciroc vodka and going through my phone, suddenly a message pops in and it's from Jim Black Hat the owner of Lusty strip, the popular stripper's nightclub in town, it read “He will be around tonight for a stripping prom ”. I giggled because finally, my plans of meeting Damian Graham will soon be a reality. I always have a way of getting what I want, having to offer Jim sex for him to spill when the famous Billionaire Damian will be around, is nothing compared to what I will achieve. I am a whore who goes with the highest bidder.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

She said while covering her eyes causing her grandmother and brother to burst into fits of laughter. Her mother saw the lizard on the knob of bathroom door and glared her son. "You burhannnn!!! Just save your self from me" She screamed and ran after her extra naughty brother. Her mother shook her head at them. Haris's POV I am Haris Abaan Sheikh people, a ruthless and most successful businessman. People around me shiver whenever they hear my name. My friends call me a great womanizer cause I just strip and fuck those ducklings who throw themselves on me just for the sake of fame and that shitty money. I'm a bad boy I admit but now this author is exaggerating I'm not that bad😁.

He looked up and smiled at me. “Have a good night?” I asked him. “We talked, that is it,” Aiden replied. I raised an eyebrow at him and he explained. I think that is the first time that he hasn’t gone to a woman's room and not fucked her. Aiden is like a brother to me but he is what Kyaria calls a man whore. The first time she said that I just about fell off the couch laughing. Aiden just sat there pouting and it was funny as hell. Trevor and Eli had tears running down their faces. Hell, even Dru cracked a smile. It takes a lot to get him to crack a smile.